14 Day - I Can’t Believe It

I’ve been a heavy smoker since my teens, easily 20–30 a day.

There were plenty of outside reasons nudging me to quit: being one of the only smokers left in my circle, standing outside in the rain miles from any entrance, and paying a fortune thanks to Australia’s cigarette taxes. But none of that really stuck.

What finally clicked was this: I’m better than that. I deserve to breathe freely and not be controlled by the nicotine beast.

Yes, I listened to Alan Carr’s book.

Yes, I had my last cigarette when he told me to.

I won’t pretend it’s been effortless. The first three days were rough. I needed to fidget constantly and probably drove my partner mad by saying “I just want a smoke” every hour.

But here’s the thing, the “urge” never felt worse than the feeling I used to get between cigarettes anyway. It just lasted a little longer because I didn’t give in. It’s nothing more than a quick twang, followed by a reminder: I don’t smoke anymore.

The noise gets quieter as the days go by. And I can genuinely say I won’t pick up another cigarette again.

Yes, I still get the occasional twang. But now I just remind myself I’m not a filthy rotten smoker anymore 😂

If you’re reading this wondering if you can do it, I promise you can.

Before I quit, I spent weeks thinking about it. I cried at the idea of “never having another cigarette,” like I was losing a friend. I genuinely believed I wasn’t strong enough.

But cigarettes are not our friends.

I believe in you. 💛